Everything goes back to more than ten years ago, when Beihe was destroyed.
Overnight, the building collapsed.
Shen burned the bright clothes and angry horses half a lifetime ago, and the bamboo horses circled the bed, all turned into dripping blood.
All she has left is a harp and harp and a sword of no return.
One man, alone against thousands of troops, guarding a dead city.
Luo Qianqing has always known that she is surrounded by blessings and does not know how to be blessed.
She has a madman who loves her and is willing to bring down the world. He has a unique affinity. Even Xiao Zhenjun, who regards the world as his own responsibility, also accepts her as a disciple under her pressure. She can be pampered, mischievous, and noisy in the arms of a madman, what else is wrong with her?
Probably because he couldn't bear to see that beautiful lady destroyed by hatred, he had forgotten the misfortune of his senior sister for half his life.
She knows that life is not black and white.
I just want to follow my original intention,
Look at the clear seas and rivers, and the peace in the world.